Throwing Out Old Clothes

Today I threw out my old clothes,
Because they are not worn anymore.
My mind has long outgrown them,
And I'm not as little as I was before.

Each article marks a different phase-
Of my life that I've had to overcome:
The times I've tried to stand out crazy,
The times I've tried to match a certain some.

Every stage I've gone through in my life,
Has contributed to my personal being,
For no one saw my mind grow and change;
It was my clothes that everyone was seeing.

Maybe eighteen years from now,
I'll repeat this revealing history.
For I am young and growing still;
My identity is an ever-changing mystery.

But for now I feel I was enlightened
For I glimpsed who I truly am today.
And the clothes that I have chosen to wear
Represent the path I took to become this way.

So throwing out all my old clothes,
Is quite symbolic in my mind.
It separates the me I am today-
From all the me's I've left behind.